The old man guarding the tombs, Yang Zhi, stood in front of many large tombs, raised his sword high, and shouted: "All immortals, follow me for the last battle."
Buzz!
Those large tombs vibrated and glowed, and the lights intertwined together to form a large array. Then, endless light rushed into Yang Zhi's body.
Yang Zhi's aura surged sharply. He held the sword in his hand and slashed out. The sword's light was huge, shattering the void, and slashed on the bunch of long hair.
With a bang, the sword exploded with light, but the long hair was also shot away, and the light dimmed a lot.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhi slashed out with his second sword, and the light of the sword struck the chain that trapped Qiuqiu. The chain vibrated, and cracks appeared.
"Break it for me!"
Qiuqiu seized the opportunity, slashed out a sword with all his strength, and struck the chain. The chain finally burst, and Qiuqiu escaped. His body shook, and a round of sword light flew out, sweeping away the surrounding heroic spirits.
The ancestor of the Cangtian clan snorted coldly, and then, more attacks flew upstream of the time and space river, flying towards Qiuqiu, Yang Zhi and others.
A giant metal tower was pressing down on Qiuqiu, unstoppable.
The chain and the long hair from before flew back with great power, wrapping around the ball.
"grandfather!"
Qiuqiu roared in grief and anger, because that giant metal tower was the attack launched by his grandfather.
The Qiuqiu clan has unparalleled talents and can continuously devour metal materials or other soldiers to improve themselves.
Cultivation in the cosmic realm requires not only understanding the secrets of chaos, but also the power of reality, which is the most important thing.
Qiuqiu's grandfather can devour the immortal soldiers and absorb the real power inside them. Even though the number of immortal soldiers is limited, Qiuqiu's grandfather's cultivation is still ahead of other universe realms, so he is more powerful.
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With a clang, the ball was nearly disintegrated by the giant metal tower, and then the chains and long hair took advantage of the situation and flew over, wrapping the ball around again.
"break!"
Yang Zhi rushed towards him, but two sword lights from the upper reaches of the river of time and space struck him.
The two sword lights have different colors and belong to two different universe-level heroic spirits.
Yang Zhi could only resist with his sword, but his body was blocked.
boom!
A dark palm print emerged from the void and rushed into the tomb, intending to blow up all the tombs.
"war!"
"war!"
...
In every tomb, a voice of fierce fighting spirit rang out, and a figure emerged from every tomb in the light of hundreds of millions of meters.
These figures are like the sun, burning brightly.
This is burning spirit, burning everything.
boom!
All the rays of light gathered in one place and turned into a beam of light, impacting on the dark big handprint and punching a hole in the big handprint.
"Human King, take care!"
"Comrade, take care!"
Dozens of large tombs, dozens of figures, all emitted deafening sounds, with an aura of despairing of death.
They are like the sun that is about to go out, blooming its last brilliance, turning into meteors, flying across the void, rushing towards the ball's peace of mind.
Boom boom boom...
Then, they exploded and turned into a storm of destruction, sucking in countless heroic spirits.
More destructive power impacted on the metal tower, on the chains and long hair.
The Human Emperor let out a mournful scream, with tears in his eyes.
He knew that those people would never be seen again.
Those strong men in the tomb, those talented heroes from the prehistoric times, are not really resurrected, they are just fighting the last battle.
Those talented heroes died in a battle at the end of the prehistoric era, and their corpses were buried in the tomb. Under the influence of the formation, the corpses were nourished, condensed their imprints on the world, and accumulated strength. This was not enough to make them
Resurrection allows them to fight for the final battle.
They had expected back then that the battle at the end of the prehistoric era would not be the final battle, but just the beginning.
When the final battle begins, they will emerge from the tomb, burn themselves, and bloom into their final splendor.
That battle is now.
After burning, everything, including marks, etc., will disappear without leaving any trace.
It is truly eternal death, never to be seen again in reincarnation.
However, this is the willingness of those heroes in the ancient times. They are not willing to be ordinary and lonely. They want to bloom their final glory in splendor.
And this brilliance is more brilliant and powerful than when they were alive.
The endless storm of destruction bombarded the giant metal tower, chains and long hair, and finally lifted the giant metal tower away, blasting away the chains and long hair.
Qiuqiu escaped from the trap and wiped out a large number of heroic spirits.
But how could the Clan of Heaven give up? Those cosmic realm heroic spirits from the long river of time and space took action again, using terrifying magic to cross the long river of time and space and envelope the ball.
bump!
Yang Zhi took a step forward and appeared on the lower reaches of the long river of time and space. His body became extremely huge and merged with the space of the large tomb, as if it had turned into an immortal monument, blocking the front.
However, even if he integrated into the tomb space through special means and integrated into a powerful formation, he could not block the attacks of so many cosmic realm heroic spirits.
He barely blocked two attacks, but his body was still hit by other attacks, leaving bloody holes, but he still refused to retreat.
The Human Emperor roared, his whole body burned, and fought a bloody battle with Cangtian Xuansheng. At the same time, he controlled the Samsara Cauldron, penetrated the void, and landed next to Yang Zhi, resisting the attack from the Universe Realm Heroic Spirit.
Lu Ming, Ye Qing, Xue Yuzhou and others were also fighting with all their strength, burning flesh, blood, soul and real power, helping to contain the attacks of many cosmic realm heroes.
Because, if the cosmic realm heroic spirits do not attack them, it is difficult to completely stop Lu Ming and others who are reckless and fighting to the death with the cosmic realm of the Tian Clan alone.
Seeing that they had not been able to capture the ball for a long time and could not fully integrate the creation immortal weapons, the two ancestors of the Tian Clan were extremely dissatisfied.
"It's better for me to take action myself!"
The ancestor of the Huangtian Clan, his huge body glowed, and his real power, as thick as the vast ocean, rushed out, turned into a huge hand in the sky above the ancient universe, and grabbed the ball.
This is the strike of the First Ancestor.
Even though most of the ancestor's energy and power are spent on suppressing and refining the cosmic sea, and can only spare a small part of the force to take action, they are still invincible.
The pressure of a big hand can level everything, and no one can stop it.
No, there is still someone who can stop him at the scene, and that is the ancestor of Qingtian.
The ancestor of Qingtian, with a look of determination in his eyes, shouted lowly, and the Great True Luo Jade Disc separated from his body and floated above his head.
His body emits brilliant light. These lights, like silk threads, fly into the Great True Ra Jade Disk and are absorbed by the Great True Ra Jade Disk.
And from the Great True Luo Jade Disc, a force surged out and merged into the body of Qingtian Ancestor.
boom!
With one palm of the Qingtian Ancestor's hand, the thirty-third layer of the sky was sent flying hundreds of billions of miles away.